The two embraced each other in sleep, sleeping through the night until dawn.
When Shen Qinglan woke up, it was already seven o'clock. Normally, she would wake up at six, but today she had slept past her usual time.
She opened her eyes and just as she moved a bit, she noticed something was not quite right. Her hand reached out, then instantly withdrew.
Realizing what it was, Shen Qinglan's eyes widened, and her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading all the way to her neck.
"Are you satisfied?" Fu Hengyi's husky voice resonated in Shen Qinglan's ear, which shocked her so much that she jumped up, forgetting she was nestled in Fu Hengyi's embrace. Fu Hengyi looked at her with his head slightly raised.
Shen Qinglan's head bumped directly into Fu Hengyi's chin. She let out a hiss, while Fu Hengyi gave a muffled grunt.
"Qinglan, are you really planning to murder your husband?"
